New arrival

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Once I had settled in to my new room at my aunts house, I started to unpack my bag. I'd packed my best suit and tie,some trainers and casual clothes. But I found a picture I had just thrown in there when I put my old bear in. It was a picture of me,my dad and my old cat (who ran away). My dads dead now,but he was such an awesome person. I miss him. I start to tear up so I go into the bath room to wash them away. My tears flood down my cheeks,but silently,slowly. In a way,I am happy I am with my aunt now,but I miss my dad. I get angry with myself,but after a few minutes,I calm myself down and go to sleep for a while.

When I wake up,I support myself with my arms,but my left one grows weary and falls down. 'Ah...!' I murmur to myself. That was where my cuts were. They had obviously been bleeding when I was asleep because I had a long,dry trail of it all the way down my arm. I go to have a shower,as my tears blend in with the hot water falling onto my short black hair.

Hey guys sorry it's short...I guess this is a filler? Lol idk anyway hope you enjoy! ;)

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